Ji Hao sat cross-legged in the Xiantian Yuanci Liangyi Life and Death Sword Formation, and quietly understood the mystery of the great formation through the spirit of the formation.
Continuously, all the mysteries of the great array came in like a tide. Ji Hao understood it quietly, and felt that the infinite insights were blooming quietly like countless lotus flowers. The secrets of all kinds of killings were clearly accompanied by the sound of the sword. Engraved on the tire of chaos.
After taking the divine fluid from the living gourd, Ji Hao's magic power was rapidly increasing. At this moment, his entire mind was integrated with the sword formation. The rapidly growing magic power in his body was suddenly increased by an extremely sharp sword intent that could cut all things. The magic power in his body became more and more condensed, pure and sharp.
The magic power of a saint is like the purest and most essential innate divine material, thick and powerful without any impurities. The formation map refined by the extremely evil Yu Yu himself was like a divine furnace for refining weapons, forcibly allowing Ji Hao to obtain the saint's magic power even further, gradually forging ordinary divine materials into a peerless divine weapon.
The Qingyun above Ji Hao's head is already several miles in size. The sword light that originally hung down in strands has gradually taken on a rough sword shape, a sword with large and small handles, long and short, the largest is only more than a foot long. The shadow fell rapidly from Qingyun, tearing apart black cracks clearly visible to the naked eye in the Hongmeng void.
"The sword splits the void... There will be a successor to my swordsmanship!" The extremely evil Yu Yu looked at Ji Hao and nodded repeatedly with satisfaction. He took two sips of wine and suddenly gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Abao, you bastard It’s a good thing that he is a senior brother and is just addicted to the art of weapon refining. The art of weapon is a derivative of the art of formation and is also one of the righteous ways of this sect!”
"It's just that my senior brother is surpassed in swordsmanship by his junior brother. Is he blushing or not?" The extremely evil Yu Yu shook his head, suddenly his face stiffened, he snorted gloomily, and his body suddenly melted. As a black sword light, it escaped directly into Ji Hao's sword formation and disappeared among countless looming black and white sword lights.
Crow Lord screamed, he suddenly grabbed the fusang staff and stood carefully behind Ji Hao. The wooden stick in his hand shook, and with a "whooshing" sound, dozens of fire dragons flew out of the wooden stick and turned into a huge fire ring around Crow Crow and Ji Hao.
A crimson chaotic tide was suddenly shattered by a heavy punch. The Dragon Mother, covered in dense dragon scales, laughed and rushed out of the shattered tidal turbulence: "Haha, fellow old thief, Ji Hao'er... Are you both losing?"
The green bamboo sticks in the hands of the Lord of Bitter Bamboo Mountain swayed with green shadows, and quickly turned into a large bamboo forest to block the tide of chaos, forming a small bamboo world of his own. The Sad Taoist followed the Master of Kuzhu Mountain without saying a word, looking around with squinted eyes.
A faint cry spread from the sad Taoist. You can see that he is holding a long flag made of white linen in his hand. On the flag, dozens of sad faces are drawn with extremely strange techniques. Human faces, including faces of men, women, old and young, were distorted, tears were constantly spurting out, and each of them was crying like a living creature.
Suddenly seeing Ji Hao alone in the void, the Dragon Mother suddenly laughed with joy: "Ji Hao, why are you alone? Where is the old thief who is my colleague? And where is the sealed mountain just now?"
Before Ji Hao could answer, Mother Long turned back confidently and said with a smile: "Although my mother has a bad temper, she understands people's hearts best. How can the old thief and Ji Hao really work together? As long as we work together Let’s go, they will definitely turn against each other, hehe, the three treasures of the old thief Tongjiong, and the nine magic weapons used to seal the old thief Tongjiong!”
The sad Taoist looked at Ji Hao greedily and smiled: "There is also this bell, this sword, and this... what is the golden rainbow bridge?"
Ji Hao, who was meditating on the secrets of the array diagram, opened his eyes. He looked at the three people, Dragon Mother, Bitter Bamboo Mountain Master and Sad Taoist, who were returning, and asked in surprise: "Do you think Taoist Tongjiong and I will fall out? You go and come back because you want to..."
The Dragon Mother simply smiled and said: "If you didn't take action, then that's it. It's just that we wasted some time, mother, and turned around and left, but it was too late. If you are taking action, we are plotting behind your back, catching you off guard and hurting you." Injure, kill if you can, in short, I want to take away some benefits from you."
Taking a deep breath, the Dragon Mother was so excited that she rubbed her palms together rapidly. Her palms covered with dragon scales rubbed against each other, making a "ding-ding" sound and splashing large sparks. She laughed wildly with excitement: "I didn't expect that the old fellow thief was just showing up. After being sealed for so many years, I am afraid that his energy and energy have been exhausted long ago. This kid Ji Hao actually killed him instead?"
The sad Taoist had a straight face and said extremely seriously: "Even if Ji Hao was able to kill fellow Taoist fellow Taoist, I'm afraid it would have taken all his strength, right? Otherwise, how could he sit here obediently and meditate? Then The sealed mountain has disappeared, and I am afraid it was annihilated by the aftermath of their fight!"
The Lord of Kuzhu Mountain sighed softly, took a step forward, looked at Ji Hao with a bit of fanaticism and said with a smile: "Emperor Ji Hao, this poor Taoist has no intention of going against the heaven... But the relics of Taoist Tongjiong... Treasures have souls, and the virtuous live there..."
Ji Hao rolled his eyes. He suddenly took a deep breath, imitated the tone of Mu Taoist and Hua Taoist in a serious manner, and sighed with a hint of deep compassion: "Fellow Taoists, Tong Jiong The treasures left by fellow Taoists are destined to belong to our sect, but fellow Taoists, please don't have any wishful thinking."
Ji Hao smiled brightly: "Treasures have spirits, and virtuous people live in them. I am the Emperor of Heaven, and I have immeasurable merits. I am a virtuous person!"
The Dragon Mother, the Sad Taoist, and the Master of the Bamboo Mountain shuddered in unison, and at the same time looked at Ji Hao with extremely strange eyes.
After a long time, the sad Taoist suddenly yelled: "You bastard, where did this kid learn this tone? Today, I'm going to teach him a lesson... Damn Taoist Mu, Taoist Hua, are you destined? Are you destined? What the hell are they doing in this world? Don’t you have any chance with them?”
The sad Taoist roared angrily, waved the long flag in his hand, and dozens of pale human-faced shadows flew out from the long flag, rushed towards Ji Hao with piercing cries, and plunged into Invisible and traceless innate Yuan Magnetic Liangyi Life and Death Formation.
Not only that, the Sad Taoist even pulled out a sword, drew out a white sword light to protect his whole body, and rushed towards Ji Hao.
Before Ji Hao activated the sword formation, Taoist Sadness unexpectedly jumped in so proactively.
"Haha" laughed, Ji Hao pointed his hand, and a Yuyu divine thunder struck the Pangu sword. Hearing the sound of the sword rising into the sky, the invisible power of Yuan magnetism in the innate Yuan Magnetic Liangyi Life and Death Sword Formation was fierce. The vibrations boiled, and dozens of pale human-faced shadows suddenly hung in mid-air, unable to move.
Not only were these phantoms, but even the sad Taoist's movements suddenly slowed down a thousand times. He was literally flying forward slowly and slowly.
"Sword array?" Dragon Mother and Kuzhu Mountain Master exclaimed in unison.
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Therefore, starting from the 24th, the update will be unstable. There may or may not be updates every day, maybe one or two chapters, maybe two or three chapters, it all depends on the situation.
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